Thus strangely are our souls constructed, and by slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity and ruin.

It was the secrets of heaven and earth that I desired to learn.

Ah! it is well for the unfortunate to be resigned, but for the guilty there is no peace.

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation; I am alone.

I trembled, and my heart failed within me; when, on looking up, I saw, by the light of the moon, the daemon at the casement.

The world was to me a secret which I desired to devine.

But soon, I shall die, and what I now feel be no longer felt. Soon these burning miseries will be extinct.